Breaking the Boy
Title: Breaking the Boy 5/15
Author:![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
blackroses
Pairing: Gerard/Ray
Rating: Adult
Beta:immortal_lights (who rocks my grammar socks),
POV: 3rd
Summary: Ray's obsession with Gerard turns dangerous.
Warnings: Forced Oral
Disclaimer: Just a figment of my twisted imagination, if you think this is real I can give you the name of a good psychiatrist.
Dedications: All my love toawwsugar, shadow_hive, antontobias68
Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four
Frank tried over the next hour to pretend that everything was just fine. He let Gerard rub up against him on stage and paw at him. He certainly didn’t return the favour, even when Gerard threw the wounded puppy eyes at him. Frank just carried on playing like his life depended on it.
He just found himself getting more and more angry with Gerard for keeping his sexuality a secret. If anyone knew what he had gone through growing up, it was Gerard. The constant battles with himself about how he liked boys as much as he liked girls and not being able to understand why one was seen as wrong and the other as right. Frank thought Gerard was hiding it because he was ashamed of being gay, which meant he thought that it was wrong, which, in turn, made him wrong. He was incredibly angry by the end of the set, storming off the stage, speaking to no one and heading straight to the showers.
Gerard walked off the stage, but not quick enough to follow Frank as he almost ran off stage.
“What’s up with Frank?” Ray said, putting his hand on Gerard’s shoulder.
“I don’t know.”
“You been giving him Drama Queen lessons or something?” teased Ray.
Gerard laughed because he knew he should, not because he found it funny. He looked over at Mikey, who chucked a towel to each of them.
“Guess he was more desperate than the rest of us for a shower,” Mikey suggested.
“We’ll catch up with you guys in a minute,” Ray shouted, grabbing Gerard’s wrist as Bob and Mikey started to move off to the backstage area. The techs were already moving in to disassemble the stage.
“Follow me,” Ray ordered.
Gerard did as he was told.
Mikey looked back, watching Ray and Gerard disappear behind the stage. His brother had been off since he had fallen down the stairs. None of them really believed it. They all knew something had happened, but Gerard refused to talk to him about it, despite how much Mikey bothered him about the subject. Gerard walked away, changed the subject or cracked a joke. Worry nagged at Mikey all the time. He wanted to help, but shut out like that he was glad Ray was there for his brother. He was sure Ray knew the truth even though he denied it. Ray had been such a great friend to his brother, since the start of it all. He worried that Ray thought it might be more, that his brother needing someone to talk to wasn’t going to be taken the wrong way.
Ray walked around the backstage area with Gerard following him. He had found this little corner earlier when they were setting up. He knew that no one came through here, but it was close enough to the open area to give him the thrill of getting caught. He backed up against the wall, quickly undoing his trousers.
“Ray, please, not here.”
It made Ray’s cock twitch when Gerard pleaded like that.
“Why not, slut?” he said pulling down his pants, exposing his hard cock to the air.
“Because we might get caught,” Gerard looked around nervously.
The last thing Gerard wanted was to be caught with Ray’s cock in his mouth. It was bad enough that he let Ray fuck him. If they were discovered, he would die of shame.
Ray laughed as Gerard blushed. He pulled him close, whispering, “And if you keep talking, people will hear us. Now wrap those pretty lips of yours around my cock.”
Gerard thought that they were close enough to people that if he resisted now he could get away with it, that Ray wouldn’t hurt him because he didn’t want to get caught. “Please, Ray, please don’t make me do this. Please not here.”
Ray’s anger flared, “Get on your fucking knees right now.” Ray kept his voice low but grabbed the smaller man’s throat, feeling him choke, air being cut off again. Frightened eyes stared back at him as growled.
“You will learn, bitch. You will do what I want, wherever and whenever I tell you.”
The sheer anger in his voice made Gerard shake. “Please, I’ll do anything. Just not here.”
Gerard cried out as Ray hit him around the head, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back.
“You will learn. You’ll do anything I tell you to, including this.” Ray spat on his face, letting go of his hair. Ray glanced around. Getting caught fucking Gerard’s face is one thing, getting caught hitting him is another. Gerard went down on his knees, blinking back the tears and got Ray’s hard cock out of his boxers.
“Suck it like the whore you are.”
Kneeling on the floor, Gerard swallowed, feeling sick and opened his mouth. He leaned forward until Ray’s cock was right at his lips, hovering, not wanting to have it in his mouth. Ray pushed him down impatiently onto his cock, making Gerard choke as it hit the back of his throat and the taste of precum making him want to vomit. He struggled a little, fingers gripping Ray’s hips and eyes watering. Ray pulled on his hair, bringing him back up.
“Please, Ray,” Gerard gasped for air. Ray gripped his hair hard, yanking on it. Gerard bit his lips to stop from crying out.
“Watch the teeth, bitch.”
Gerard looked up at Ray eyes and knew that begging wasn ’t going to help. He opened his mouth again as Ray pushed him back down onto his cock. Gerard concentrated on keeping his jaw slack, sucking as Ray took control of the movement. Ray’s dick hit the back of his throat, causing him to choke. He breathed though his nose, wishing for Ray to come soon and for this to be over.
“So good, whore. You were made for this.” Ray’s voice was breathy.
Gerard listened as Ray moaned above, wanting it to be over, doing everything he could to make it happen quickly. It seemed to last an eternity until he heard Ray’s breath hitch and tasted the bitter cum hitting the back of his throat.
“Swallow it.”
Gerard suppressed the urge to vomit, gagging as he swallowed the cum. Ray pulled his dick out of the singers mouth. Gerard sat there on the floor, tears falling, listening as Ray zipped up. Ray pulled on to his feet and held him close, kissing the tears from his face.
“Look at me, love,” Ray whispered.
Gerard did and Ray smiled, wiping the tears from his face.
“You should be happy, love, you were very good,” he said before kissing him softly on the lips.
“Come on, let’s go back to the bus. We need to find out what’s wrong with Frank.”
Ray took his hand, leading him from the back stage area.
Chapter Six
Author:
blackrosesPairing: Gerard/Ray
Rating: Adult
Beta:
immortal_lights (who rocks my grammar socks),POV: 3rd
Summary: Ray's obsession with Gerard turns dangerous.
Warnings: Forced Oral
Disclaimer: Just a figment of my twisted imagination, if you think this is real I can give you the name of a good psychiatrist.
Dedications: All my love to
awwsugar, shadow_hive, antontobias68Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four
Frank tried over the next hour to pretend that everything was just fine. He let Gerard rub up against him on stage and paw at him. He certainly didn’t return the favour, even when Gerard threw the wounded puppy eyes at him. Frank just carried on playing like his life depended on it.
He just found himself getting more and more angry with Gerard for keeping his sexuality a secret. If anyone knew what he had gone through growing up, it was Gerard. The constant battles with himself about how he liked boys as much as he liked girls and not being able to understand why one was seen as wrong and the other as right. Frank thought Gerard was hiding it because he was ashamed of being gay, which meant he thought that it was wrong, which, in turn, made him wrong. He was incredibly angry by the end of the set, storming off the stage, speaking to no one and heading straight to the showers.
Gerard walked off the stage, but not quick enough to follow Frank as he almost ran off stage.
“What’s up with Frank?” Ray said, putting his hand on Gerard’s shoulder.
“I don’t know.”
“You been giving him Drama Queen lessons or something?” teased Ray.
Gerard laughed because he knew he should, not because he found it funny. He looked over at Mikey, who chucked a towel to each of them.
“Guess he was more desperate than the rest of us for a shower,” Mikey suggested.
“We’ll catch up with you guys in a minute,” Ray shouted, grabbing Gerard’s wrist as Bob and Mikey started to move off to the backstage area. The techs were already moving in to disassemble the stage.
“Follow me,” Ray ordered.
Gerard did as he was told.
Mikey looked back, watching Ray and Gerard disappear behind the stage. His brother had been off since he had fallen down the stairs. None of them really believed it. They all knew something had happened, but Gerard refused to talk to him about it, despite how much Mikey bothered him about the subject. Gerard walked away, changed the subject or cracked a joke. Worry nagged at Mikey all the time. He wanted to help, but shut out like that he was glad Ray was there for his brother. He was sure Ray knew the truth even though he denied it. Ray had been such a great friend to his brother, since the start of it all. He worried that Ray thought it might be more, that his brother needing someone to talk to wasn’t going to be taken the wrong way.
Ray walked around the backstage area with Gerard following him. He had found this little corner earlier when they were setting up. He knew that no one came through here, but it was close enough to the open area to give him the thrill of getting caught. He backed up against the wall, quickly undoing his trousers.
“Ray, please, not here.”
It made Ray’s cock twitch when Gerard pleaded like that.
“Why not, slut?” he said pulling down his pants, exposing his hard cock to the air.
“Because we might get caught,” Gerard looked around nervously.
The last thing Gerard wanted was to be caught with Ray’s cock in his mouth. It was bad enough that he let Ray fuck him. If they were discovered, he would die of shame.
Ray laughed as Gerard blushed. He pulled him close, whispering, “And if you keep talking, people will hear us. Now wrap those pretty lips of yours around my cock.”
Gerard thought that they were close enough to people that if he resisted now he could get away with it, that Ray wouldn’t hurt him because he didn’t want to get caught. “Please, Ray, please don’t make me do this. Please not here.”
Ray’s anger flared, “Get on your fucking knees right now.” Ray kept his voice low but grabbed the smaller man’s throat, feeling him choke, air being cut off again. Frightened eyes stared back at him as growled.
“You will learn, bitch. You will do what I want, wherever and whenever I tell you.”
The sheer anger in his voice made Gerard shake. “Please, I’ll do anything. Just not here.”
Gerard cried out as Ray hit him around the head, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back.
“You will learn. You’ll do anything I tell you to, including this.” Ray spat on his face, letting go of his hair. Ray glanced around. Getting caught fucking Gerard’s face is one thing, getting caught hitting him is another. Gerard went down on his knees, blinking back the tears and got Ray’s hard cock out of his boxers.
“Suck it like the whore you are.”
Kneeling on the floor, Gerard swallowed, feeling sick and opened his mouth. He leaned forward until Ray’s cock was right at his lips, hovering, not wanting to have it in his mouth. Ray pushed him down impatiently onto his cock, making Gerard choke as it hit the back of his throat and the taste of precum making him want to vomit. He struggled a little, fingers gripping Ray’s hips and eyes watering. Ray pulled on his hair, bringing him back up.
“Please, Ray,” Gerard gasped for air. Ray gripped his hair hard, yanking on it. Gerard bit his lips to stop from crying out.
“Watch the teeth, bitch.”
Gerard looked up at Ray eyes and knew that begging wasn ’t going to help. He opened his mouth again as Ray pushed him back down onto his cock. Gerard concentrated on keeping his jaw slack, sucking as Ray took control of the movement. Ray’s dick hit the back of his throat, causing him to choke. He breathed though his nose, wishing for Ray to come soon and for this to be over.
“So good, whore. You were made for this.” Ray’s voice was breathy.
Gerard listened as Ray moaned above, wanting it to be over, doing everything he could to make it happen quickly. It seemed to last an eternity until he heard Ray’s breath hitch and tasted the bitter cum hitting the back of his throat.
“Swallow it.”
Gerard suppressed the urge to vomit, gagging as he swallowed the cum. Ray pulled his dick out of the singers mouth. Gerard sat there on the floor, tears falling, listening as Ray zipped up. Ray pulled on to his feet and held him close, kissing the tears from his face.
“Look at me, love,” Ray whispered.
Gerard did and Ray smiled, wiping the tears from his face.
“You should be happy, love, you were very good,” he said before kissing him softly on the lips.
“Come on, let’s go back to the bus. We need to find out what’s wrong with Frank.”
Ray took his hand, leading him from the back stage area.
Chapter Six
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